"It's fine. We can clean it later."

A bizarre point to make, but he figures mentioning it's more important for her to seek medical attention would receive the same confused stare.

Best placate the question and have her come with.

He shifts back into his vehicle mode, his profile lowering to about waist height. Not exactly an ambulance, but the flat surface of his tank mode should make do.

"Lay down - stomach first," he insists, hoping the instruction will make it through the delirium.